I seen U with my vampire eyes, swore I saw colors for the very first time.
Amazed at the sights and the sound of the words, especially the ones not spoken but still heard.
The smells that arose from your flesh made me shutter, caresses my body, my soul, like fresh bread and sweet butter.
Place your mouth on my neck, taste the salt of my skin, enjoy the moment take it all in.
Leaving a magenta mark in color, lick your lips and savor the flavor as though this were the first, had no other.
Tongue over teeth, gently do not bite, but induldge in delight.
With desire did struggle and feigned the fight.
Wishing you would hoping you might, turn me right now and both take flight.
Eagerly grasp and straining to grope, convince me its right I know you did hope.
Emerald eyed are the vampire eyes, the ones you gaze into, gazing back in disguise.
Mirrors reflect, you are looking at me, I m looking in but cannot see.
My vampire eyes searched for you, so much pleasure saw yet never giving a clue.
Never one given yet it gave it away, standing in doorways while asleep by day.
Guarding my body, imagination running away, wake me with words you whisper my way.
You nourish my spirit deep to the core, love is forbidden so says the folklore.
Existing in shadows and hiding in plane sight, I lusted for your body by the pale moon light.
Vampire eyes savor the flavor of sight, body yearning for touch, a disastrous delight.
Inferno, burning soul, eternally hurting, a steak through the heart.
Ashes of the fallen lay on the floor, keep me in the shadows and protect me from the bright rays of golden light.
Once bitten, no fighting, the craving will last, fasting for years, time fleeting so fast.
Gaze into my vampire eyes, feast on my flesh and nourish your soul.
Skin on skin, sweat glistening, the scent intoxicating, exhilarating, just let yourself go.
Not a frenzy, take it slow, savor it all, enjoy the flavor of a mortal sin.
And when is all done you will wake to see, sheets all a jumble just dreaming a dream.
But once there were vampire eyes gazing back, lost the line of sight, gone in a glance.
Memories of eyes from a fanciful passed, how old is the demon holding the stare on my soul?
Immortal, eternal, only in the end we will know, if it goes on forever infinity will show.
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